Willow Marsh

At the southern end of the White River, the water's fury is depleted and the water trails off aimlessly into hundreds of small streams and brooks. The Marsh acts as a border to separate the GreenWood from Great Wood. As the Marsh extends south it becomes shallower and its fan of streams end, leaving only soggy ground until the Dystopia. The mossy and reedy ground is forever soaked in water and becomes, almost, a small lake during floods. The ground is deceiving and what might seem like flat, abet boggy, land, may in fact be a sudden drop off steep enough to send a cat plunging into murky water. An abundance of herbs grow here among reeds, lilies, and of course, willow trees. Willow trees are everywhere to be seen. They drape their limbs into the still pools of water, and onto the boggy ground. During newleaf the marsh is full of their blossoms. Lots of fish, voles, and frogs can be found here for prey, but cats must be wary of loosing their footing, and prepared to get wet.
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